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Little Lapdog; DreamSwap!Ink x DreamSwap!Dream

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Dom!DreamSwap!Dream, sub!DreamSwap!Ink, Dream being a lil possessive, Ink being an obedient lil bitch

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Ink was leaning against a wall, rolling his eyes as Blue babbled on beside him. Blue always had a tendency to flirt with Ink whenever he saw him, for...some weird reason. Maybe it was to provoke a reaction out of Ink, or to see how the soulless being would reply? It was a complete mystery to Ink, but he could care less. It was just a mild annoyance, after all, and never got in the way of work, so he just ignored Blue.
Well, he was ignoring Blue, up until Dream walked into the hallway. Dream's normal, golden glow seemed a lot sharper than usual, and he looked really pissed off to say the least. Dream walked over to the two of them and grabbed Ink by the arm, pulling him away from Blue. Ink let out a small yelp of surprise, instinctively trying to pull away from Dream. The winged skeleton was progressively growing more and more protective over Ink, but he didn't exactly know why...
Blue and Dream kind of just stared at each other. Dream had an angered glare, while Blue kept his natural smirk. "I'm sorry, sir. Did you need your little lapdog for something?" Blue asked smugly.
"Wha- LAPDOG!?" Ink exclaimed, wincing as he felt Dream's grasp on his wrist tighten. Dream's anger was so intense that Ink could feel it radiate off of him like massive heat waves. The emotion's aura affected Ink, making him just as angry at Blue.
Dream's expression suddenly went stone cold and he scoffed. "Blue, be useful for once and go on patrol or something instead of flirting with your coworkers." He stated with an icy voice. Ink's wrist was starting to feel extremely sore, Dream's grip on it was really fucking tight at this point. Blue only rolled his eyes and glitched in annoyance. He turned, walking off and leaving the two.
Once Blue had turned the corner, Dream's wings suddenly stretched out and wrapped around Ink, pulling him closer. Ink flinched a little at Dream's arms pulling him into a hug, a strange emotion radiating from the practical god. Ink had sensed this emotion multiple times from Dream, especially when Dream was looking at him. It confused Ink, as he didn't know what it was. He would ask Dream, but Ink was sure that he didn't know what it was, either.
"Don't let Blue bother you like that. It annoys me, and I know it annoys you, too." Dream stated, resting his head on Ink's. Ink was much shorter than Dream, it was actually pretty funny, so Dream had to literally bend down slightly to do this.
Ink only sighed, closing his eyes. "Well, what can I do? No matter what I do, he doesn't stop, so there's no point." He stated. His arms kept hanging limply at his sides. Ink wasn't much of a hugger; while he preferred being as close to Dream as he possibly could, this was a bit much for him. He flinched a little at the feeling of Dream rubbing his back. Ink was not used to this much affection.
Dream paused for a moment, as if in thought. After a few moments, Dream let go of Ink and took a step back. "Come with me." He stated simply and turned, walking off. Ink stared after Dream for a moment and quickly went after him. He felt more emotions coming from Dream. Nervousness, anxiety, anticipation, a more intense version of that feeling he couldn't explain, and more that Ink couldn't be bothered to list. The emotions grew stronger within Dream the closer they got to their destination.
After a few moments, Dream stopped by a door. Ink quickly recognized it as Dream's bedroom. He's never been inside it, of course, but the door was pretty easy to recognize. That, or Ink just went by here way too often. Dream was fiddling with the doorknob for a moment before he opened the door. Ink was kind of awestruck by the room's interior. Lots of beautiful golds and whites, and a few shades of purple here and there. "Dream, sir, if you don't mind me asking...why are we here?" Ink asked, his blank expression returning on his face.
"I'm going to give Blue a reason to stop hitting on you." Dream stated bluntly as he dragged Ink into the room, shutting the door behind him. He then locked the door, causing Ink to tense up slightly.
He turned to look at Dream, somehow remaining calm. "I don't know what you're planning, but I doubt it'll work." Ink stated and crossed his arms.
Dream looked away and towards the wall. "Maybe it will, maybe it won't, but it's better than getting rid of him. He's a highly skilled ally. Even if he's a bitch." He huffed. Ink was taken slightly aback; Dream only ever swore when he was frustrated, which only occurred when chasing down Nightmare and his friends. Or, as they liked to be called for some odd reason, the "Meme Squad". Yeah, he didn't get it either.
Ink shook his thoughts away and shoved his hands into his pockets. "What are you even going to do anyway? You know I don't like being kept in the dark." He stated. Almost as soon as those words left Ink's mouth, Dream suddenly flew forward and pinned Ink against the wall. Ink let out a yelp and stared up at Dream, wide eyed. Dream's gaze was intensely on Ink, but eventually softened.
"It'll be alright..." Dream murmured reassuringly, picking up the fear that came from Ink. "I'm not going to harm you, Ink. You know I wouldn't." He seemed pleased once Ink relaxed. "Just let me do what I need to do, ok?" Dream gently rubbed Ink's cheek with his hand. Ink, surprisingly, leaned into Dream's touch and shakily nodded. Dream smiled at the compliance and proceeded to take off Ink's scarf.
He looked up at Dream curiously as the scarf was set aside. Dream started to pull off Ink's jacket, which only drove Ink into a further confusion. "You know...I really like you, Ink..." Dream murmured, a mild golden blush dusting his cheeks. Ink was pretty confused by that, and Dream obviously noticed. He sighed and stared at Ink right in the eyes. "I like you more than I should. I like you more than a colleague...more than a friend..." Dream let out a breathy sigh and grabbed Ink's chin, tilting his head up. "Ink, I love you." He admitted.
Ink stared up at Dream, wide eyed and not knowing what to say. His face was covered with a mix of a green and amber blush. What could Ink say to that!? He was a soulless being, after all, and yet he was feeling a sudden rush of emotion. But it didn't come from Dream, that's the issue! Ink didn't understand it; most if not all of the emotions he felt came from Dream, but this one...he just didn't understand.
Dream smiled slightly at Ink. "Huh...guess soulless beings can feel love." He chuckled. Ink quickly snapped his focus back onto Dream, even more confused than before. Dream just grinned and started to pull off Ink's sweater, revealing his swirly tattoos that covered almost his entire body. Ink made a small noise of shock and denial, quickly reaching up to pull his sweater back down, but Dream grabbed his wrists and pinned them above his head. "What did I say!?" Dream snapped angrily, Ink flinching at his voice.
"L...let you do what you need to do...I'm sorry..." murmured Ink, shaking slightly. He was not used to Dream's anger being aimed at him...mainly because he did his best to not let that happen, and had so far succeeded until today. Dream narrowed his eyes at Ink and let him go, lifting up Ink's sweater and removing it from his body. This time, Ink didn't fight back, and instead looked away and toward the ground out of embarrassment.
He tilted his head at Ink's tattoos. Dream's only ever seen them on his arms, whenever Ink rolled up his sleeves. He wondered how far Ink's tattoos went. As he thought of this, he subconsciously started tracing the tattoos' swirly patterns along Ink's ribcage. Ink let out a soft moan, causing Dream to freeze up, his wings to puff out, and his face to be covered in a bright blush. Oof, man. Oof.
After regaining his senses, Dream grabbed one of Ink's ribs and roughly rubbed it with the palm of his hand. Ink let out another moan and covered his mouth. He kneeled down and pulled off Ink's shorts, revealing that the swirled tattoos ended at his upper thighs. Dream tilted his head and rubbed Ink's pelvis, making the other flinch and moan at every little touch Dream gave. It didn't take long before Ink summoned a lower female ectobody.
Dream grinned a little and stood back up, lifting up Ink. Ink instinctively clung onto him, wrapping his legs around Dream's waist. Dream chuckled and went over to the bed, sitting Ink down on it and leaning over him. Ink, who was still somewhat shaky, kept his death grip on Dream. "Inky, could you please let go?" Dream asked. Ink hesitated before nodding, letting out a small murmur, and releasing Dream.
Dream hurriedly started to take off his clothes. His pants were feeling tight. Just seeing Ink under him in that condition, so helpless and fragile, was driving him crazy. Once he got his jacket and shirt off, his wings stretched out behind him, dazzling the room with their glow. As soon as he got off his boxers, his erect member sprang out from its confines. Ink stared at it with wide eyes. Dream was so...big! Ink was terrified. Dream noticed this and leaned forward, nuzzling the top of Ink's head. "Shhh...it'll hurt for a moment, ok?" Dream stated.
Ink hesitated and nodded. "Ok..." he murmured, making an attempt to regain his emotionless expression. Dream grabbed Ink and closed the distance between them, passionately kissing him. Ink hesitated for a moment before kissing back, wrapping his arms around Dream and closing his eyes. Dream took the opportunity of Ink being distracted to shove his full length into him. The tattooed skeleton immediately pulled away from Dream, letting out a scream of agony. Tears of pain fell from his eyes, blood dripping from Ink's ectopussy. Dream was taken aback by how tight Ink was. That's when he suddenly made a realization...
Oh shit, Ink's a virgin. Well, it was no surprise. Emotionless beings wouldn't exactly want to fuck anyone unless it was for fun. Dream stared down at Ink sympathetically, who was biting on his hand and making it bleed. Dream sighed and pulled Ink's hand away from his mouth and stared him down, making Ink tremble slightly. "Don't chew on yourself, it'll only injure you and I don't need you hurt..." he murmured. Ink nodded slightly and looked away. Dream immediately grabbed Ink's chin and forced him to look at him. "Don't look away...I want to see every facial expression you make..." Dream stated calmly.
That made Ink shudder slightly and squirm uncomfortably. The movements sent waves of pleasure and a faint hint of pain through both of the skeletons, causing them to moan. The pleasure had made Dream's wings puff up slightly. Ink had clung onto the bedsheets, slightly panting from the feeling, while Dream had a hold on Ink's thighs. Dream hesitated for a moment, biting his tongue before thrusting gently in and out of Ink. Ink let out a loud moan of pleasure, jolting up slightly with each movement Dream made. Dream grinned a little and gradually sped up the pace. Eventually, he was going at about a medium pace, but Ink was already screaming out his moans, along with incoherent gibberish.
Ink was hugging himself, eyes rolled into the back of his head and tongue lolling out of his mouth. Dream was pretty surprised; he didn't expect Ink to lose it this soon, and he wasn't even going that fast. He was half tempted to just thrust as fast as he could in and out Ink, see the limits of what he could take, but he didn't want to hurt him...whatever, the worst that could happen is that Ink wouldn't be able to walk for a few days.
Dream suddenly pulled out, resulting in Ink letting out a whine of complaint. Ink looked up at Dream, whimpering slightly but using the time to catch his breath. Dream only smiled, giving Ink a few seconds before slamming himself into Ink, going in and out at a shockingly fast pace. Almost instantly, Ink was screaming again, writhing under Dream and clinging onto him. Almost instantly, Ink's walls twitched violently around Dream's member. It took about five seconds until Ink violently came, but Dream wasn't finished.
It felt so good, Dream could hardly focus. He stared up at the ceiling, tongue hanging limply from his mouth and wings outstretched, feathers overly messy. His gaze was a blur, but the same couldn't be said for Ink. Ink couldn't even think, he was on the verge of blacking out from the intense pleasure. He couldn't see anything but stars and it all left him paralyzed, his body limp. It didn't take too long till Ink came a second time.
Dream loudly swore and lifted one of Ink's legs over his shoulder. At this point, Ink kept nearly passing out. The only thing keeping him conscious was his own moans, along with the constant new waves of pleasure that caused his entire body to jolt. After a few minutes, which honestly felt like hours, Dream had finally hit a climax and moaned out loudly. After a few moments and calming down from that high, Dream pulled out. Cum not only coated his dick, but also spilt out of Ink's pussy. Ink was dazed and trembling, his eyes unfocused and slowly closing. Dream laid down beside Ink, pulling him closer. Ink didn't hesitate to snuggle close to Dream's chest.
One of Dream's wings stretched over the two, acting like a sort of blanket while the other wing stretched out behind him against the bed. He'd have to clean the sheets, but that could wait. Ink was sleeping peacefully beside him. Dream had to admit it; Ink was adorable when he slept, and he knew that Ink didn't sleep often. He'd have to find out how to make Ink have a stable sleep schedule, but he knew it'd be difficult. Ink was pretty well known for overworking himself. Dream was about to get up, but Ink had an arm around him that held him down. Perhaps Dream overworked himself, as well...they both needed some rest now. Dream sighed and settled back down, closing his eyes and easily slipping into unconsciousness.
"Love you, my little lapdog..." Dream joked before letting sleep take him.
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I'm sorry if the characters were ooc, haha- I love DreamSwap, but I can hardly find a lot of info on it.
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